SOS - Chetta

Swear I dont have a single sober vein in my body

Said she wanna eat it ima feed it like her daddy

Baby won’t you be cool

Ima leave you try and stop me

Pull off on the curb

My block hotter than wasabi

Need another piece to give me peace

Oh hoe im sorry

We gone play for keeps

Im in the streets like a safari

Want it I dont need you

Fuck the leisure I ain’t stopping

You can hate on me

Dont need your love and I ain’t sorry

I ain’t sorry bout you hoes

I ain’t sorry that im throwed

Over stove with the water whip

Whipping out the bowl

Jet ski big pour

Oh my drank so swole

Want more no more

I can’t take it no more

Jealousy they won’t show

But I really know

Well I really dont

Care bout none of yall

Keep on doing me

Big guap been getting change

Big moves I need a ring

Few hits to feel the pain

I ain’t sorry bout it bitch

Never change up never switch

Never worried bout your fucking shit

I dont give a shit shit

Pull up getting grip

Been blocking im over spent

Keep popping I won’t repent

The feeling I can’t resist

Like fuck it I need to know

Few friends turned into foes

Same time my money grow

No time for all you hoes

No time for anything

Big knots been getting change

Big moves I need a lane

Few hits dont feel a thing